Los mareados
Enrique Cadícamo
The dizzy ones
Strange..
like ignited
I found you drinking
beautiful and fatal...
You were drinking
and in the heat of the champagne,
crazy, you laughed to avoid crying...
Sorrow
It gave me to find you
because upon seeing you
I saw your eyes shine
electrically,
your beautiful eyes that I adored so much...
Tonight, my friend,
alcohol has intoxicated us...
What does it matter if they laugh at us
and call us the dizzy ones!
Each one has their sorrows
and we have ours...
Tonight we will drink
because we will not see each other again...
Today you will enter my past,
in the past of my life...
Three things my wounded soul carries:
love... sorrow... pain...
Today you will enter my past
and today we will take new paths...
How great our love has been!...
And yet, oh!,
look at what remains...
